Beating
by Mathew Paust
My heart is like
one o' them batteries with the silly rabbit pounding
on a drum
it goes on...and on...and...
on
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Mine is similar. Merry Christmas, Mathew.
*, Mathew.
I certainly hope so!! *
Onward! *
Thank you, Erika, David, Tim, and Beate. Happy New Year!
Energizer.
Ha! Good one.
Much humbled and grateful, Gary and Grouchy, by and for your brave and generous visits to my silly little ditty. May the new year bring you infinite success in dodging and prevailing over the great gobs of shit and floods of piss deluging our attempts to fight the machine and all of its mini-me minions masquerading as disciples of the obvious, malicious, illegitimate, and tightassed orthodoxies amongst us. (sorry, got into the leftover eggnog for breakfast...hic...)
A wonderful basic to this poem and a good start for the new year.
Happy New Year, Mathew
Carry on...